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When news of the Christian army that had prepared on the horizons to wipe out Islam reached Abu Qudaamah Ash-Shaamee, he moved quickly to the mimbar of the masjid. In a powerful and emotional speech, Abu Qudaamah ignited the desire of the community to defend their land – jihaad for the sake of Allah. As he left the masjid, walking down a dark and secluded alley, a woman stopped him and said, “As salamu alaykum wa Rahmatullaah!” Abu Qudaamah stopped and did not answer. She repeated her salam again, adding “this is not how pious people should act.” She stepped forward from the shadows. “I heard you in the masjid encouraging the believers to go for jihaad and all I have is this…” She handed him two long braids. “It can be used for a horse rein. Perhaps Allah may write me as one of those who went for jihaad.”

The next day as that Muslim village set out to confront the crusader army, a young boy ran through the gathering and stood at the hooves of Abu Qudaamah’s horse. “I ask you by Allah to allow me to join the army.”

Some of the elder fighters laughed at the boy. “The horses will trample you,” they said.

But Abu Qudaamah looked down into his eyes as he asked again, “I ask you by Allah, let me join.”

Abu Qudaamah then said, “On one condition; if you are killed you will take me with you to Jannah amongst those you will be allowed to intercede for.”

That young boy smiled. “It’s a promise.”

When the two armies met and the fighting intensified, the young boy on the back of Abu Qudaamah’s horse asked, “I ask you by Allah to give me 3 arrows.”

“You’ll lose them,” said Abu Qudaamah.

The boy repeated, “I ask you by Allah to give me them.”

Abu Qudaamah gave him the arrows and the boy took aim. “Bismillah!” The arrow flew and killed a Roman. “Bismillah!” The second arrow flew, killing a second Roman. “Bismillah!” The third arrow flew, killing a third Roman. An arrow then struck the boy in the chest, knocking him off the horse. Abu Qudaamah jumped down to his side, reminding the boy in his final breaths, “Don’t forget the promise!”

The boy reached into his pocket, extracted a pouch and said, “Please return this to my mother.”

“Who’s your mother?” asked Abu Qudaamah.

“The women that gave you the braids yesterday.”

Think about this Muslimah. How did she reach this level of taqwa where she would sacrifice her hair and her son? Indeed, she spent her life in the obedience of Allah, and when exam time came, she passed. Not only did she pass herself, but her children shone with that same beauty of eman; children that she herself raised.

from “how a pearl develops: a khutbah for muslim women

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Muhammad bin Sulaymân al-Qurashî narrates:

“Whilst I was walking along the streets of Yemen I came across a boy standing in the street, he was wearing two earrings; each earring held a precious gem whose sparkle illuminated the young mans face.

He was praising his Rabb with couplets of poetry and I heard him say the following verse:

He is the King in the sky, Due to him is my Pride
The one of Powerful Decree, Nought is hidden from him

I went near to him and greeted him to which he replied ‘I shall not return until you fulfil my Haq (right) upon you!’

I replied ‘…And what is your right?’

He said ‘I am a boy on the Madhhab of Ibrâhîm al-Khalîl (‘alayhis salâm), I do not have neither lunch or supper every day until I have walked a mile or two miles in the search of a guest’. I accepted this invitation of his and he welcomed me as his guest.

I walked alongside him until we reached a tent built of animal hairs. As we neared the tent the boy called out ‘O Sister!’ A young woman replied from inside the tent in the affirmative, he replied ‘Attend to our guest’,

The young woman replied ‘I swear I shall not until I have praised the Lord who was the means of this guest coming to us’, she then rose up and prayed two Rak’ât of Shukr for Allâh ‘azza wa jall.

The boy entered me into the tent and made me sit; he then got a blade and proceeded to sacrifice a she-goat, whilst I sat in the tent I happened to glance upon one of the most beautiful faces I had seen! I continued to discreetly steal glances at her, until she became aware of my attention directed towards her. She said: ‘Tsk (a means of rebuke), Do you not know that it has been narrated to us by the master of Yâthrib (Peace and Blessings be Upon Him) that “the Zinâ of the two eyes is the glance” By saying this I do not mean to rebuke you rather I intend to discipline you so that you do not do this again’

When it was time to sleep the young man and I spent the night outside of the tent whilst the young woman remained inside, I heard the murmuring of the recitation of the Qur’ân in the sweetest and most delicate voice the whole night, when I woke up I asked the young man, “Who had been reciting?” he replied ‘That was my sister she stays awake all night till the morning’ so I said ‘O Boy! You are more worthy of engaging in this action than your sister! Are you not a man and she a woman?’

He smiled in return and said:

‘Woe unto you! Do you not know that it is He grants success and forsakes others?’”

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Muhammad bin Bakâr narrates:

In Makkah we had an astute female ‘Abidah (worshipper) and none would pass by her except that they would find her crying. It was once said to her ‘We see you in such a state that we have seen no other in, if you have an illness we will attempt to cure you.’

She began to weep and replied “Who can cure me of this illness? For nothing wounds my heart except the thought of gaining this ailments cure, Is it not a wonder I live amongst you whilst my heart burns with an inextinguishable flame; the longing of my Lord Most High? It will remain inextinguishable until I meet the Doctor, He who is the creator of this sickness, and as for the cure of my heart this lengthy sorrow has taken its toll and matured it so I now find no fortune in my crying.”

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Mâlik bin Dînâr narrates:

‘I saw a woman in Makkah who had the most beautiful of eyes, in fact so beautiful that even the women would flock to see her.’

She began crying and was asked ‘Why do you weep? Have you become blind?’

She replied: “If I am to be from the people of Paradise; Allâh will replace these two eyes of mine with eyes that are more beautiful, and if I am from the people of Fire; then they will be even more wretched than these.” she then continued to cry until she lost sight in one of her eyes.

May Allâh have mercy upon her

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Ibrahîm bin Muslim al-Qurashî narrates:

Fatimah bint Muhammad bin al-Munkadr was known to spend all of her days fasting.

When night would fall she would call out with sorrow:

“Night has descended, darkness ensues,
As every beloved departs towards His beloved…
And I O Beloved, remain alone for you
So that you may save me from the fire”

May Allâh have mercy upon her.

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Abu ‘Abdur-Rahman Muhammad bin Husayn as-Sulami narrated:

I heard al-Malini say: “I went to visit Tahiyyah one time, so I heard her from outside the house, calling out: “O You who loves me, and I love Him!”

So, I went to her and said: “O Tahiyyah, it is good that you love Allah – the Exalted – but, from where do you know that He loves you?”

So, she said: “Yes, I used to live in the land of the Nubians, and my parents were Christians. My mother used to take me to church and bring me to the Cross and say to me: “Kiss the Cross!” So, when I was about to do this, I saw a hand come out of the Cross and push my face away so that I would not kiss it. At that point, I knew that it was Him protecting me.””

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al-Fudayl bin ‘Iyad narrated:

‘Abdul-Wahid bin Zayd said: “I asked Allah – the Mighty and Majestic – for three nights in a row to show me my future companion in Paradise in a dream, so in my dream, I heard a caller saying: “O ‘Abdul-Wahid! Your companion in Paradise is Maymunah as-Sawda’.” So, I asked: “And where is she now?” The voice replied: “She is among such-and-such a tribe in Kufah.”

So, I went out to Kufah and asked about her, so I was told: “She is among us, and she takes care of the livestock.” So, I said: “I wish to see her.” I was taken to the place where she was, and found her standing in prayer with a walking stick to support her. She was wearing a wool cloak, with a sign written on it that said: “Not to be bought or sold.” ِAlso, the sheep that she was supposed to be caring for were surrounded by wolves. However, the wolves were not trying to attack the sheep, and the sheep were not afraid of the wolves.

When she saw me, she ended her prayer and said to me: “Go back, Ibn Zayd. Our meeting place is not here. Rather, it is later on (in the Hereafter).”

I said to her: “May Allah have Mercy upon you! Who told you that I am Ibn Zayd?”

She said: “I know that the souls are like a unified army, so the souls that go together are one, and the souls that differ from each other are divided.”

I said to her: “Advise me.”

She said: “Strange! An admonisher who wishes to be admonished?

O Ibn Zayd, it has been related to me that a servant is not given anything of this worldly life and wished for more of it, except that Allah ceases to allow that servant to love Him and desire Him, and He exchanges the closeness that he had with Him for distance…”

Then she recited:

O admonisher! The accounting has begun * To drive the people away from sin
You forbid others while you are the one who is truly ill * This is indeed a strange evil
If you had rectified yourself beforehand * Your mistakes and repented recently
Then – my dear – what you you said * Would have had a position of truth in the heart
You warn against temptation and excess * While you yourself are in a state of doubt”

I then said to her: “I see these wolves with the sheep, but the sheep do not run away from the wolves, and the wolves do not try to eat the sheep! What is this?”

She said: “This is a sign to you from me: since I made peace between my Master and I, He made peace between the wolves and the sheep.””

[‘Sifat as-Safwah’; 2/115]

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